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Then did the little Maid reply,
“ You run about, my little Maid,
“ Their graves are green, they may be seen," The little Maid replied, “ Twelve steps or more from my mother's door, “ And they are side by side.
“My stockings there I often knit,
My 'kerchief there I hem ; “ And there upon the ground I sit“ I sit and sing to them.
« And often after sun-set, Sir,
" The first that died was little Jane;
“ So in the church-yard she was laid ;
Together round her grave we played,
“ And, when the ground was white with snow, « And I could run and slide,
My brother John was forced to go, “ And he lies by her side."
“ How many are you then," said I,
“But they are dead : those two are dead! “ Their spirits are in Heaven !" 'Twas throwing words away : for still The little Maid would have her will, And said, “ Nay, we are seven !"
ANECDOTE for FATHERS,
Shewing how the practice of Lying may be taught.
I have a Boy of five years old ;
One morn we strollid on our dry walk,
As we are wont to do.
My thoughts on former pleasures ran :
A day it was when I could bear
My Boy was by my side, so slim
lambs ran a pretty race ; The morning sun shone bright and warm ; Kilve,"
was a pleasant place ; “ And so is Liswyn farm.
" said I,